Page 108 of Sin


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The man ignores her.

Jimmy ignores her.

She doesn’t like it and pulls away from them to do a reckless donut between the building and a few old trees. The rubber burns on the asphalt, blowing smoke around the car as it spins. Any other time, I’d watch the idiot kill herself all day, but right now, I’ll need her to stay alive long enough to become a scapegoat.

“How much did her supplier gift her?” Looking at my phone, I send a message to Javier.

Now ~Malcolm

Carmelo chuckles. “Enough to kill a bull.”

“Good. Make sure she doesn’t leave the property.” Adrenaline pumps through my veins and I take my gun out, checking the magazine and cocking it. My body is vibrating with excitement. With anger.

The demon I keep hidden within wants blood and vengeance. To kill. To make them pay for every single minute of fear my Twirl has lived through.

I count to ten and crack my neck, watching as the guard walking close to where I stand hits the floor with two bullet wounds to the chest. My eyes close, and I wait for Javier’s signal. For confirmation that everyone but the three main culprits are dead.

Two minutes pass and my phone vibrates. My eyes snap open to read his one-word reply.

Done. ~Javi

Good. Have them clean up and set the stage. ~Malcolm

Already on it. Meet you in ten. ~Javi

I pocket my phone and walk through the lot toward the entrance casually. Carmelo is already with Brittany, turning off the vehicle and pulling her out. She’s screaming and throwing punches while Hayes and Jimmy scramble to grab their guns.

My steps don’t falter as I raise my gun and fire three shots at Jimmy. The first misses by a hair, but the second and third lodge themselves deep into his chest. He staggers and I fire another two, this time hitting his stomach.

Blood drenches his shirt as his body falls. It pools all around him, staining the ground as he takes his last few breaths.

From the corner of my eye, I see Javier making his way to me with another two men.

“You’re a dead son of a bitch,” Shawn yells out as a bullet flies by my head. He fires another and again misses. I return the favor and don’t, hitting his hand with the Glock. “Fuck!”

It falls to the ground and I put my own away, preferring to use my knife on him. “You want me? Come get me.”

“Karina was too good for you, asshole.” He charges toward me as I flip the blade out, his body colliding with mine as we hit the ground. Hayes is quick to mount me, throwing a punch that lands on my jaw. It cuts my lip, and I return the favor by embedding the blade of my knife deep into his thigh and twisting it.

His screams are loud. Like the bitch he is.

I’m quick to buck him off and stand up, leaving the blade in his possession. “Did that hurt, Agent? Need help?”

“You ruined everything.” He follows me up to his feet, putting the bulk of his weight on the opposite leg. “We were going to be happy together. Had plans to elope.”

“Quit lying to yourself. You never had the means to keep her happy.”

“Shut the fuck up,” he growls out, his hand on the handle of my knife. With a quick yank, he pulls it out, gritting his teeth as the shock of pain travels through his body.

But I don’t. I taunt. Push every single button he has.

I begin to circle him, walking just close enough for him to reach if he dares. I’m counting on his rage. “She was a selfish and greedy whore that deserved all ten bullets I put into her body.”

I’m ready for him when he lunges, and with a quick turn of my arm flip him over my shoulder. Shawn lands hard on his back but has enough mind to lash out when I turn, cutting my arm. It’s not deep, but burns, and I punch him twice in retaliation.

His nose cracks, a sickening sound as blood gushes from the nostrils. “I’m going to kill you.” Again, he makes a slicing motion, and I grab his wrist easily, bringing the knife toward his throat. He fights it, tries to push me off, but I use the momentum of my body weight to move the point of the blade to right below his Adam’s Apple.

“Accept your fate with dignity,” I grunt, adding pressure as the end pricks his skin. His mouth opens to reply, but before he can spew some other bullshit, I shove the blade straight through his neck.

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